Beyond the Veil Mira- The Complete Series

by Trina Bates

  Mira made us all try out the custom drink Blue, the bartender and her best friend, made for her and Ebbin. There wasn’t a name for it, but there should have been. It should be made everywhere, it was fucking good. A little bit of spice with a sweet undertone, and then a slight bit of tang after it went down. We sipped off of her and her man's drink a few times, all of us enjoying the company too much to get up and get any of it for ourselves.

  Feeling a light buzz start to take over, we all watched Mira and Ebbin getting handsy with each other. Seductive sways of her hips and light touches made her man weak in the knees, and all of us, hard in the crotch. When they kissed, I could almost feel her lips on mine, the way her tongue slipped over his bottom lip, the light tug she gave when she pulled away. His hands digging deep into her hips. Fucking amazing. I almost blew my load there, but when he turned her around and whispered something in her ear, I knew tonight was going to be a blast. Rhydian stood first, taking her hand in his and started to dance with her. Her ass in his crotch, grinding the hard on he was sporting.

  He was sweating, and I could feel through our bond how much he was holding back. He wanted her, we all did. Merrick's hands on the table, fisted so tight his knuckles were white, eyes half-lidded and his knees bouncing in agitation. I held on for as long as I could, I did. But when Mira turned in Rhydian's grasp, I took the chance to go up behind her and grind my throbbing cock on her. Anywhere I touched was like liquid fire, her skin burning through me.

  When she reaches back and rubbed up my shaft through my pants a couple times, I couldn’t hold back the groan that fell from me, my head falling to her shoulder as I came in my pants. I needed more. But it was Merrick and Ebbin's turn. Rhydian and I walked back to our seats, out of breath and grinning from ear to ear like sick fucks. She knew what she was doing, and her and her man didn't fucking care. They wanted us as much as we wanted them. None of us swayed the other way, but we did enjoy fucking someone and enjoying the pleasure we all got from sharing.

  “Come back with us, all of you,” Mira’s husky plea reached all of our ears. Heads snapping in unison to her and then Ebbin, none of us were sure if they were for real. Ebbin looked indifferent and Mira looked like a bitch in heat. I wanted to, and from what I could feel wafting off of my brothers, so did they.

  “One night, that’s it. Nothing more, nothing less,” she breathed out, her want, meeting ours and what sealed the deal was when Ebbin, in front of the three of us, pulled her long gorgeous locks away from her neck, kissed and nibbled at the soft skin and then drew his hand down between her breasts, slowly down her stomach and then right into the front of the tight jeans she was wearing, her moan making me instantly hard again and my resolve faded. I was hers, and so were my brothers.

  * * *

  We drove in separate cars, following behind the couple in silence. There was a lot that needed to be said, but I think we were all in too much shock, and too fucking horny to say a thing. My pants felt too tight, still hard sitting in the back, I rubbed firmly over the pants I was wearing, trying to get some relief, only to get myself more worked up. I wanted her, and not this. I threw my hand away from myself and growled deep in my throat, thankful to see that we had pulled up to a nice house, the lights turning on when the garage door silently whirled open.

  We all couldn’t get out of the vehicle fast enough. Tearing out of the doors and slamming them shut, we all followed the couple, still obviously enraptured and as horny as we were, not taking in a single thing until they opened the door and what laid in wait. For what was going to be the best fuckcing night ever. The four poster bed, ready for us to take our fill of the delicious woman, and watch each other steal our pleasure, while giving her, her own.

  Mira stripped, sadly, too hastily. I wished she had taken her time, but no matter. She was ours, and I was all too ready to show her what she was missing. I liked Ebbin, really. But the four of us together, all giving her our undivided attention, she was in for a wild night, one I hoped she didn’t soon forget.

  “Somebody better start touching me,” she demanded with a fervor we all growled at, wanting to be the first. “Why am I the only one that’s naked?!” she whines, and that’s all we need to start shredding our clothes and follow her onto the bed where she deliciously spreads her legs wide open, ready and fucking sexy as hell.

  “Mine,” Merrick gritted out, prowling Mira while she laid on the bed. She moaned and threw her head back, tweaking her own nipples and when Merrick's mouth barely touched her already slick lips, her back arched off the bed and her hands flew to the side. “I need more!” She all but begged.

  Rhydian hungrily took her mouth, her lips open and waiting, hungrily sucking him in an instant. Ebbin took her other side, her hand stroking him hard, and I took her other hand, both of her arms moving in tandem while we all stroked, sucked, kissed her, my hand shooting down to her waiting clit just above where Merrick was devouring her pussy.

  Her soft hands, pulling and twisting with the perfect amount of pressure and pull had me grabbing her soft flesh, kneading it harder and harder as she drew me closer and closer to losing myself. I couldn’t let that happen before I had my fill of her. I backed my hips away from her, her kisses between Ebbin and Rhydian ceasing as she pouted for just a second before a surprised, and then utterly sinful look replaced the turned down lips. I turned my head to see Merrick seated completely inside of her, his face, bliss. His head fallen back and his heavy breaths racing through him. A devilish gleam took him over and he started to fuck Mira with a brutal, gentleness that was making my mouth water.

  Watching the show, I don’t know how long her moans fluttered through the air, or how long he savagely thrust into her. But soon enough, his roar sounded through the room and her own quickly followed with one from Ebbin. Spent, the three of them lay breathless together for a few moments, her one hand still searching for me, and the other, tantalizingly gripping Rhydian's shaft, still pumping him. I could tell his release was close, but he was holding back. When Merrick moved, he took his chance. He lifted her from the bed, and seated her heavily on his waiting cock. Merrick and Ebbin both heaving their breaths at the head of the bed while Rhydian and I moved to the foot.

  Mira’s hands snaked out, wrapping around the back of his neck, his own massive arms linking behind her, his hands dipping to her ass and grabbing it, lifting her up and thrusting deep into her over and over. Her cries were like the sweetest song. “Fuck, harder!” Mira screamed, her nails racking down Rhydian's back leaving raised, angry welts that only pushed him harder. His growls started to increase and it only seemed to throw Mira into her own sort of frenzy, her hips rocking forward when he seated himself after each thrust.

  “Fuck!” Rhydian yelled and came so hard a vein in his forehead started to pulse so hard I was sure it too, would burst.

  “More,” Mira said huskily, her head swiveling to me and the sheer desire in them was almost my undoing. Before I could lift her off of Rhydian, she jumped off and put her tits on the bed, her ass is in the air.

  “Perfect,” I whispered, smacking her ass hard once and thrusting inside of her still throbbing pussy. So fucking tight, so warm, so willing!

  I didn’t go fast and hard like the others, I wanted to enjoy her for as long as I could. Pulling out of her, so fucking slow it nearly hurt my balls, I stayed where I was, just the tip, as the joke goes. Her ass hovering in the air, I could tell she was getting eager, she started to try and push back on me, twisting her hips so fucking good I almost gave her what she wanted. But this, this was my turn. One hard smack sounded through the air and her hiss when she breathed in and then moaned let me know how much she liked it.

  “Move that sweet ass again and I won't give you what you want. I'll draw it out for so long your lips will be on fire, your pussy aching so bad that when you do get a single touch, your fall to pieces. But that’s if I let it happen. Don’t move,” I growled, digging my fingers into her hips and slowly entering her once again.

  Seate
d, I moved my own hips in circles, bending my knees so I could hit her at different angles. Her head turned sharply around and the lust filled glare nearly made me laugh. She was in need, but I wasn’t ready to give it all to her just yet. Leaning forward, taking one of her nipples between my fingers, I rolled it around, her head falling forward on the bed, but she didn’t move, knowing how serious I was. Seeing her little bit of submission, I smiled devilishly to the other three men at the head of the bed and used my other hand to rub her clit. I started to pound into her unable to hold back and nearly come undone from her screams, her orgasms shattering her as she milked me for everything I had. Her pussy clenching so tight it took me only moments before I felt my own release tear through me.

  Leaning over her, spent and sated, I pulled out of her and nipped at her ass before she climbed back on the bed to a waiting, impressively hard Ebbin. Wiping herself before she sat on his waiting cock, she was the one in control. Her hands on his chest, her hips moving over him so rapidly, so hard with his hands making the skin white under his fingertips as he held her tighter.

  “Slow down. Mira, you’re going to make me come,” he begged trying to sit up but she threw a hand on his shoulder, her other taking both of his hands and pinning them to the bed above his head as she took what she wanted from him. “Fuck!” they moaned in unison, coming undone once more, together.

  Sliding off of him and into the pile of four hard bodies, she smirked, looking at us all and then made us all laugh.

  “Ice cream?” she asked, and then in a daze of sated lust, we all fell asleep, entwined, and comfortable with each other.

  Mira:

  Peace, joy, and relief wash over me as I hug my Spriggan’s trunk. I missed Grun so much, and I didn’t even know the full extent before. Tears well in my eyes as a branch laces itself around my waist, lifting me into the higher branches, getting closer to where I was when I first touched Grun’s mind.

  -She’s almost here, I can feel her. Mira, you must go prepare, your body is transitioning. Alyria has dropped and your starting to ripen. Go and fetch the necessities. Your daughter will be here before the new dawn.- Grun’s insistent tone worries me, as does his knowledge of my body.

  “Alyria’s coming!” I shout before I know the words have fallen from my lips.

  All consuming fear racks me and I can’t think straight enough to reply to Grun. All I can think about it how much I’m not ready and that this is going to be the most painful thing I will endure.

  Rhett jumps up from the base of the tree, his dazed, and for some reason, lust filled eyes land on me with a worried gaze.

  “Now?!” he rushes out, turning his body, his look skipping from me to the house over and over.

  “Grun, please help me down,” I ask aloud and when I go to walk away I smile, place my hand on his trunk and send him my thanks and love.

  Pulling a frantic Rhett with me, we walk back to the house and before we can enter, three shocked, men stand before us their eyes darting from my face to my belly, and back at the door. They’re all shell shocked, not knowing what to do they stand there like blundering idiots, their mouths opening and closing over and over. Cynide mists in front of me, her calm demeanor comforting me and I go into hyperdrive, thinking of everything I will need.

  “Get Torunn and Blue, Cynide. Towels, hot water, clean bedding. Rhett, go. Blankets and all the pillows you can find. Ebbin, go. Rhydian, set up Alyria’s cradle. Merrick, fucking hold me,” I beg and go into his worried arms. We stand there watching the others rush off to do the things I ask.

  “Love, what’s going on? We heard your shouts, but is it… is she coming now?” Merrick asks, his tone worried, but his steady hands around me tell me he’s here, strong and ready for anything. I look up to him from the side and smile calmly.

  “She will be here before the morning. Grun sensed the changes in my body. We need to be ready for anything. When Blue gets here, can you have her meet me in the back room? I want to get the wards set before I can’t. I’ll need all of their help, including Rhett,” I ask him, already walking in the door.

  “Sure, what else do you need from me?” he wonders, his hand on the small of my back as he follows me to the back room where Ebbin and I stayed before. Where all of us, together, will stay now.

  “I need you to find my mother. I don’t know where her and Rial went off to when we got here. I’m assuming Rial is with her, but I have no idea if she’s at home. I want her here. Please,” I nearly plead, knowing with the look on his face, he wants to do anything but leave my side right now.

  My three other mates are here, but they’re attending to other things. Peering into one room, where Rhett and Rhydian slept before, Rhydian is fast at work, growling and cussing at the instruction that go to the cradle. I laugh and he hears it, his head snapping in my direction and then a sheepish grin takes over him and he looks away, going back to work. In the bathroom, the cover to the door swaying, out pops a frantic Ebbin with an arm full of steaming water from the bathing pit.

  “Towels and bedding are ready. Rhett’s setting up the pillows now and I’ll get more water when we need it. This is going to cool before it’s used,” he tells me rushing away, a little of the water sloshing over the side as he goes.

  Merrick kisses the side of my head when I enter the small room, and rushes off to go find my mother. Everything looks perfect, the bed nice and plush, pad after pad, beside each other making the bed wide, and cushioned well with how many they have piled on top of each other. Rhett is fluffing each pillow to perfection, gliding his hands on the bedding, making it smooth. When he sees my feet, he looks up to me.

  “Is it time?” he queries.

  I shake my head with a smile, sitting on the comfortable bed they’ve made for me and take his hand in mine. I pull Ebbin’s hand to me when he sets the water down and pull him closer to me. Holding onto them both, I shift my gaze between them.

  “Are you guys ready for this?” I question excitedly.

  I’m terrified, my heart’s racing a mile a minute, but the thought of finally meeting this little girl that’s been kicking my bladder for far too long is making the fear in me quiet. I rub my stomach, soothing circles and feel her little feet start to kick at my ribs, a new pain that intensifies with each little movement. I lean back on the pillows and try to make my torso as long as possible, giving Alyria more room.

  “Nope, I sure as fuck am not!” Rhett grins and leans his head back on the wall, his hand still in mine, gripping it tightly.

  “I don’t think we’ll ever be ready, but I’m ecstatic. Does that sound… normal?” Ebbin asks and takes his hand from mine, rubbing where my hand isn’t on my stomach. He leans down and places a gentle, loving kiss at the bottom of my belly and whispers something that doesn’t reach my ears, sits up and comes to sit with Rhett and I.

  “I am freaking out on the inside, but so excited. I think I’m more scared about the pain,” I tell them honestly, my grip on Rhett’s hand so tight, it’s hurting my fingers. I look to the wall beyond and shudder, my thoughts on how bad it’s going to feel when the contractions start, and then the tearing…

  “Stop, the visuals alone of that are giving me the fucking creeps,” Rhett says with disgust.

  “Sorry,” I mumble, not meaning to have let my emotions get to me so much that they could see and hear my thoughts so well.

  “I can help with the pain, so can you if you do the right magic,” Rhett tells me, alleviating some of my worry.

  “She’s already magical enough, will the magic you use to quell the pain hurt her in any way?” I question. I know I have used magic this entire time, but it’s not been directly at her. I start to chew the inside of my lip worry creeping in more now that I have an option but it’s not the greatest one if it will harm our little girl.

  “Not at all. It’s a pain spell. It will lessen the effects of whatever we specify and ask it to,” he says winking at me.

  “Why the hell haven’t we been using that all along
?!” I exclaim, about ready to smack him. We’ve all been through enough, that would have saved us from so much. I take my hand from his and cross my arms over my large stomach and glare at him in my peripheral.

  “Oh stop. I couldn’t do the spell before…” he trails off, his mood souring and I know exactly what he means.

  Before he went psycho, had to go under some kind of spell from his father, Rial. Then unlock what had been kept from him all along. The powers his mother gifted to him, her last dying wish that was supposed to go to the sister he lost; the same fateful night.

  I pat the top of his hand, and give him a reassuring smile. He doesn’t need to say more, only understand that we’re all here.

  “Let’s do it. I know it’s shitty, but screaming my head off for how many hours, doesn’t sound appealing. Neither does sitting on a giant ball, or dancing the pain away,” I groan, imagining just that and feeling sorry for every woman that has gone through what I’m about to.

  My mind takes an even darker turn, what if something goes wrong and surgery is needed, what am I going to do then?! We don't have those kind of resources here and there won't be time to portal, teleport or tether to somewhere that does. My heart is racing and my hands are starting to sweat, I know the guys can all hear my thoughts, both Rhett and Ebbin sidle up closer to me and try to calm me, but nothing is working. The soft caress of my hair, the calming hushes they try to get out. Nothing. I’m terrified.